Traveling Through The Heavens To Be An Evil God

Chapter 123

When Feng Shao came to the competition venue, the third battle was coming to an end.

Lan Ta’s opponent was a thin man. This man was not well-known, but he was extremely powerful, almost not weaker than Ye Qinglan, who was one of Lu Qi’s trump cards.

This kind of unknown master is the real killer, and I don’t know where she got it.

But this time Lu Qi miscalculated, because Lanta’s methods were even more weird than his Little Sister, and his fighting consciousness was more mature. His tactics, even in the eyes of Gao Wan like Gu Nan, are remarkable.

From the beginning of the battle, it fell in the rhythm of the Blue Tower.

He first attacked with the same blue water column, forcing the opponent to move, and when the enemy turned around and finally avoided the water column and came in front of him, he suddenly revealed his hole card.

Six blue lights come out!

The skinny man was treated like a “shoot you in the face”, and after he was hung with a “blood imprint” on his body, he could only be beaten all the way, and his defeat was already in sight.

Feng Zhuotang looked at this scene with a serious expression on his face.

He knew the strength of the thin man very well. They were originally prepared to win this game, but he didn’t expect that the other party would also find strong support.

In this way, the pressure on own will be even greater.

At this moment, he saw a young man coming angrily, his only son Feng Lun.

“Alan, what are you doing here?” Feng Zhuotang frowned, his face solemnly said, “Didn’t I say, let you stay in the backcourt?”

Feng Lun, who was originally full of anger, gave his father a scolding, but restrained a little, and said angrily: “Dad, Xuanji has been hurt so badly…”

When Feng Zhuotang heard this, his eyes stared: “How does this have anything to do with you? I don’t want to harass her in the future. I still don’t know anything about your troubles?”

Feng Zhuotang was initially dissatisfied when his son pursued Qin Xuanji, a woman of unknown origin. Now that he found that Qin Xuanji was still a descent, it was even more impossible for him to provoke him.

“Why?!” Feng Lun almost fry the pan on the spot, staring at his father dumbfounded.

Feng Zhuotang was calm, planning to scold him, and a person next to him whispered, “Master Feng, Ms. Lu invites you to come.”

Feng Zhuotang was slightly startled when he heard the words, then turned his head and looked on the stage. And Lu Qi was nodding at him slightly, indicating that it was time for him to take action.

So the bladesman, titled “Blurry Rain”, didn’t care about teaching his son, so he immediately stepped onto the stage.

On the other side, Lu Yiming turned his head to Gu Nan and said, “Mr. Gu, please help me in this scene.”

“Okay.” Gu Nan nodded slightly, and stepped onto the ring.

Gu Nan’s reputation here is not small, but apparently it hasn’t spread to the Sixth Star Region. Most people on Lu Qi’s side don’t recognize this young man.

Only Lu Qi himself, as well as a few players on the field, looked a little dignified.

Feng Lun was still sulking, but he heard a surprised and cold voice from around him: “Gu Nan?”

Listening to this familiar tone, Feng Lun quickly turned his head to see that Qin Xuanji had already returned to this side. She just applied ointment to herself, her body was still full of wounds, but her face was full of surprise.

“Xuanji, do you know him?” Feng Lun pointed to Gu Nan who raised his hand, his expression a little puzzled, and some inexplicable jealousy.

The Qin Xuanji in his impression has never changed because of anyone, and always has that calm and composed look, and what fascinates herself the most in her is this kind of calmness.

Even in the sixth star field, there are not many people who will always pay attention to the changes in the star list, after all, those people are too far away from them.

So about Gu Nan’s recent deeds, the two obviously don’t understand, but Qin Xuanji still nodded his head: “He is very strong.”

Feng Lun showed a little dissatisfaction and asked, “Is this man better than my father?”

Qin Xuanji seemed to think about it very seriously, and then said: “It’s hard to tell. He was only Xiantian a few months ago, Master Feng should be careful not to be afraid of him.”

“A few months ago was Xiantian?” Feng Lun almost laughed, disdainfully, “How can a newly promoted Transcendent be my father’s opponent?”

Qin Xuanji didn’t speak, she never did anything to argue with others, since the first time Gu Nan saw her.

Feng Lun also knew her character, and without waiting for her to speak, he said: “Xuanji, look at it, my dad will send that guy off with a few dollars!”

Qin Xuanji still looked at the stage silently, her expression slightly solemn.

During this period of time, she felt that she had made considerable progress, and basically met her own expectations. I wonder what extent Gu Nan has reached?

Her expression made Feng Lun feel a little bit aggrieved, and she simply shouted at the stage: “Dad! Kill that guy. He was only Xiantian a few months ago!”

Feng Lun’s voice was not small, and everyone around him heard it clearly, and suddenly there were a few sneers and some discussions.

“Find a Transcendent who has just been promoted to play? It seems that this one was sent from the opposite side.”

“No way, it’s not easy to invite the real strong, and it is a strategy to use some people who make up the number to fight Master Feng!”

“That’s right… It seems that the victory or defeat will depend on the fifth game.”

Seeing the effect of own words, Feng Lun showed some sorrow on his face, and then glanced at Qin Xuanji, but the latter was still expressionless.

Feng Zhuotang on the stage also heard it, his face suddenly hard to look. Of course he understood Gu Nan’s details, and quickly said, “Mr. Gu…”

“Stop talking nonsense, let’s do it.” Gu Nan’s blood knife was already in his hand, with an indifferent expression.

Feng Zhuotang sighed secretly, and had to shut his mouth and concentrate. Realm slowly opened under his feet. There seemed to be countless long knives flying in it, and the light of the knives reflected him like a god.

He knew the process of Gu Nan’s battle with Ye Qinglan, so he simply turned on Realm first, and didn’t give Gu Nan a chance to make the first move.

Feng Lun was even more proud when he saw this scene. He pointed to the stage and said, “Xuanji, have you seen it? That is Realm of the Hengyu cultivator. Gu Nan is afraid that he won’t even be able to enter Realm…”

He was halfway through, and suddenly he couldn’t continue, and even the laughter stopped abruptly.

Because at the moment Feng Zhuotang took the knife, Gu Nan’s figure suddenly disappeared, and he immediately appeared on top of Feng Zhuotang’s head, and cut it off.

Overhead!

Feng Zhuotang responded so quickly. He drew thousands of sword intents in an instant, poured them into his own long sword, and greeted Gu Nan’s cut with a single stroke, while the other blades swept directly toward the enemy.

When Gu Nan killed Ye Qinglan before, his methods were already known to many people, so Feng Zhuotang was prepared this time.

With the support of thousands of swords, the long sword was finally able to block the blade of the bloody king, and it was not broken by a single blow.

The rest of the knife also hit Gu Nan, slashing him to blood and blood in an instant.

Feng Lun was only slightly relieved when he saw this scene, but before he could speak, he saw that Gu Nan was taken a step back, and he simply stood still.

Feng Zhuotang smiled bitterly: “Everyone thinks that your Excellency defeated Ye Qinglan with the help of the Divine Armament weapon, but you didn’t expect your manipulation of Realm to be so superb.”

He knows exactly what happened just now—just when he used Realm’s power to resist Gu Nan’s cut, Gu Nan’s Realm turned into countless threads, digging into his remaining Realm all the way.

His knife field was broken open, and there is now a shadow under his feet.

“I lost this battle.” Feng Zhuotang said convincingly, “Thank you Mr. Gu for his mercy.”

From his point of view, if the opponent stopped after a single blow, he was naturally merciful, otherwise he would be severely injured if he catches up with another one.

Gu Nan looked down at himself. After waiting for three seconds, the “Praise of Dawn” had taken effect, and his injury was recovering quickly.

As a high player, you can fight monsters without injury as much as possible. This is a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

So he nodded and said: “You’re welcome, I’m just waiting to cool down.”